While Rory had helped anyone that needed it, he spent most of his time keeping an eye on his nephew. It was his job, after all. He made sure that neither Dean nor Claire knew that he was hovering because he didn't want to have to deal with either of them.
Now that everything was calm, he was able to relax and he had a smile on his face when he appeared in the diner not far from the table where Hermione sat. The light flutter of wings accompanying his entrance.